On the streetlamp, the evening breeze brushed against Gilgash’s cheeks.
His mood was exceptionally good at the mont.
He was about to reunite with a friend he hadn’t seen in over four thousand years.
And he was also about to capture that nightmare child who understood pleasure but acted nothing like a human.
Now, he had unexpectedly discovered that Alaya had updated a fourth video.
Only three days had passed since the last one.
The exposure video, The Oldest King, had finally made Gilgash recall a fragnt of lost mories.
That he could even forget a part of his past was proof that so cataclysmic event had occurred—likely a world-ending disaster that reversed ti and reset the world!
"Naless, what did you do during that calamity?"
Gilgash grew increasingly curious.
Even the mighty King of Heroes could forget him—this was clearly an erasure on the level of conceptual rules!
Not even the Primordial Mother Goddess Tiamat could achieve such a feat!
This ant that bastard of a friend had, unbeknownst to him, accomplished yet another miracle defying the heavens!
Back then, that man had sacrificed himself to unleash the full power of Ea, severing the connection between gods and humans in a single strike.
Freeing humanity from divine subjugation and securing a future for Uruk.
Now, that man had done sothing even more outrageous in places Gilgash knew nothing about.
"What did I do wrong to make you disrespect so much—so much that you won’t even call your dearest friend?!"
Right now, Gilgash only wanted to find that bastard and have a proper face-to-face talk with him!
"The new video is called Unlimited Blade Works?"
He glanced at the title.
After hearing the opening narration, he completely lost interest.
Gilgash snorted coldly, "A asly broken cup isn’t worth a thousand years of scheming."
The [Gate of Babylon] he wielded was less a treasury of his treasures and more the [Original Codex of Human Wisdom] itself.
It contained the prototypes of all human inventions and every treasure across ti!
Given that, how could he possibly care about so broken cup?
"That petty Holy Grail has nothing to do with . I’ll go find Naless and rlin first."
Gilgash gazed at the distant Fuyuki Magecraft Academy.
Earlier, he had pretended to agree with rlin’s proposal to join forces against Naless.
Once they actually t, he could turn the tables and capture rlin to present as a gift to Naless.
When that ti ca,
The dream demon child who enjoyed amusing himself with others would likely be forcibly transford into [Magi☆Mari] by Naless through so "surgical procedure."
The thought of this powerful dream demon child—who shared his Clairvoyance—being toyed with in such humiliating ways filled him with uncontrollable delight.
So, my dearest friend, where exactly are you now?
On the screen,
A tiny little loli, barely over 1.2 ters tall, was happily skipping through the winter forest.
She was playing a ga of finding "walnut winter buds" with her father.
The little girl’s soft, sweet voice and innocent deanor lifted the spirits of countless viewers.
-[Ah, I’m dead! This is too adorable!]
-[Co here, let big sister hug you—this is the real "deceptive baby girl propaganda"!]
-[Officer, I swear I’m not a lolicon!]
-[Speaking of which, judging by the previous leaked videos, the sweeter the beginning, the more tragic the ending...]
-[Shut up, you prophet! I’ll stab you first!]
...
"You really don’t rember?" Roya asked again, unwilling to give up.
The little girl in the video was unmistakably her best friend’s childhood self.
The first three leaked videos had all featured heroic spirits whose nas echoed across the world—figures far removed from her reality.
But this video gave her an absurd sense of witnessing history firsthand.
"I don’t rember..."
Illya’s ruby-like beautiful eyes were filled with confusion.
What was the Lesser Grail?
What was the Holy Grail War?
Had she truly lost a portion of her mories?
The video continued playing.
As if confirming the prophet’s warning in the comnts,
The warm, playful daily life suddenly transford into cruel torture.
The Einzbern family began preparations for the Holy Grail War by summoning a powerful heroic spirit in advance.
His na was—
[Heracles!]
A towering figure over two ters tall, his pitch-black body like forged steel, every muscle bulging with savage strength.
In his hands was a massive two-ter-long axe-sword, its brutal power radiating unrestrained.
After this Berserker’s appearance,
The young girl in the video suddenly let out agonized screams.
Her petite body writhed in pain, blood streaming from her eyes and nose—a horrifically tragic sight.
Yet, the family mbers standing nearby showed no sympathy or concern.
They rely watched with cold indifference!
The uploader, Alaya, thoughtfully provided subtitles:
[Servants are normally powered by the Holy Grail’s mana, but Heracles was summoned prematurely, forcing Illya to supply all his energy!]
[The Einzberns deliberately drove him into Mad Enhancent to make him easier to control, stripping away all reason!]
[The girl forcibly sustaining a Berserker with her own mana is no different from burning her life away...]
Each line of explanation was more shocking than the last.
"How could they do this to her!"
Roya’s face paled.
Subjecting a little girl to such cruel tornt was utterly inhuman.
She wasn’t alone—every viewer erupted in outrage:
-[My God, this family is pure evil!]
-[Damn you Einzberns! Co at instead, leave the angel alone!]
-[That’s the demigod hero Heracles! It’s too cruel for an ordinary little girl to try summoning him!]
-[Damn it, these guys are a bunch of heartless monsters! Why hasn’t Naless shown up yet?]
...
Roya couldn’t bear to watch.
It was too brutal.
Illya, who should have been enjoying the pri of her youth, was being rcilessly tornted.
Unable to hold back, she hugged her best friend beside her. "Don’t be afraid, I’ll protect you!"
"You... are too weak."
Illya hesitated for a mont but still spoke the truth.
"...Ouch, sis!"
Roya felt as if a knife had been plunged into her chest.
Compared to this magical prodigy of a best friend, she was pathetically weak.
Now, all she could do was pray for Naless to arrive soon and protect the Illya suffering in the video.
However, summoning Heracles was only the beginning of the tornt!
The Einzbern family, in order to force Illya to fully master her Servant as quickly as possible, callously abandoned her alone in the Winter Forest.
Facing packs of savage, starving beasts and hordes of grotesque, terrifying undead corpses, her only chance of survival was to summon her Servant to her side.
But the monsters gave her no ti to summon or control anything, swarming forward one after another in a frenzied assault.
The girl leaned against a tree, surrounded by snarling beasts and monsters.
The entire figure appeared utterly helpless and pitiful.
As if in the next second, she would be torn to shreds and devoured by a pack of monsters!
This scene made Roya cover her eyes, unable to bear watching any longer.
Why must Illya endure such cruel tornt?
She couldn’t help but cry out in her heart—
Naless, where are you? Hurry and co!
In this situation, only Naless could protect her pitifully vulnerable best friend.
Just like her, countless onlookers were all calling out for that miraculous man.
BOOM!
A figure descended from the sky, landing a foot squarely on the wild wolf’s head, crushing it instantly.
A familiar silhouette stood before the lonely, helpless girl.
"I’ve co to make up for regrets."
Naless gently wiped the blood from the girl’s cheek and solemnly promised, "I won’t allow anyone to harm you!"
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